This is a song about "Qb 2"

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

In jail every 2 weeks/

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Now you speaking my language

Pin drinking sway 2 touch

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Get ripped in three/ for tryin 2 diss me /put ur 2 ''cents'' in get shot like